At this time, the firewood was raging, and she quickly became passionate, but thinking of her physical discomfort, Feng Moyan still restrained herself with difficulty.

After a kiss, he pulled out the palm that had been inserted into Qianqian's waist, moved his hot and obsessive eyes away from her face, and looked at the computer: "Okay, go to sleep, I'll take care of this matter over."

Right now Yang Qianyu... feels uncomfortable all over, but it's not the physical discomfort after inhaling poisonous smoke, but——

Glancing at the man sadly, she frowned softly and muttered softly, "Is it because I'm not attractive enough? I can still think about work right now..."

Just as Feng Moyan swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled, not to mention how sexy it was.

Hearing this, the gaze he had just moved back to the woman's face, "What did you say?"

He doubted his ears.

Is Qianqian... asking for sex?

Seeing his surprised face, Yang Qianyu blushed immediately, feeling that she was really... so shameless!

So, she ran away in a hurry: "Well... I didn't say anything, I'm going to sleep, hurry up!"

"It's late!" Feng Moyan grabbed her, stood up with her strength, and propped his hands on the edge of the table, trapping her firmly between himself and the desk, "Did I hear correctly? Are you accusing me of failing to fulfill my responsibilities and obligations?"

As he spoke, he leaned down, and his thin lips breathed hot air on her face intentionally or unintentionally.

"No! That's not what I meant..."

"But I hear it."

While whispering, he scratched her face with the tip of his nose, Yang Qianyu's heart trembled, his body seemed to be on fire, and his mind was full of thoughts on how to change the subject.

"Huh? Your leg is healed? Standing still!"

Speaking of his legs, Feng Moyan was indeed distracted.

"By the way..." Looking down at his leg, he frowned, "I forgot to tell you, I had another checkup a few days ago, and the doctor said that the fractured part of my right leg didn't heal, and the scar tissue oppressed it. The motor nerve, which is still enlarging, will likely require a nerve exploration."

Yang Qianyu was taken aback, and asked worriedly, "What do you mean? What is neural exploration?"

"To put it simply, it is to repair those nerves that are oppressed and necrotic."

"Will that be dangerous? Will your leg recover completely after this operation?"

"It's hard to say, but if you don't do it, the situation will only get worse. In the future, this leg may not even be able to stand."

Seeing that her eyebrows were furrowed, and she was so worried that she didn't even have the time to make out, Feng Moyan comforted her again: "Don't worry, the hospital said that a neurosurgery expert happened to come to Jiangcheng after a year, and he said that he was very good, and he will be invited at that time." Come for a consultation and be the chief surgeon."

Qianqian Yixi: "Really, that's good."

The eyes of the two met, and Yang Qianyu sighed faintly, thinking about the bad days in the past few months, and sighed weakly: "This is probably the most difficult time in our life, all the bad things They all came together."

Feng Moyan pinched her face lovingly, and said softly: "It doesn't count...with you by my side, I don't think these difficulties are anything. And to you, it shouldn't count... "

Qianqian looked up at him, not understanding.

He lowered his eyelids and said guiltily: "You risked your life to give birth to triplets. Although your daughter was sent to me, but you brought two premature brothers. It must have been a more difficult time."

Ordinary families, working together to take care of a newborn, will have to be in a hurry for several months.

What's more, she took care of two premature babies by herself.

Fortunately for him, he wasn't too scumbag back then, at least he gave her a lot of material compensation during the divorce - otherwise, he didn't know whether the two sons could be raised smoothly.

Speaking of these, Yang Qianyu's eyes showed a little sorrow, but soon, he said lightly: "I won't mention the past, fortunately, the children have grown up safely."

"Well, I just feel sorry for you, and I don't mean to settle old scores with you." Afraid she might misunderstand, the man hurriedly explained.

She smiled, "I know."

It was supposed to be a good time to make out, but now it was interrupted by other topics, and the ambiguous and provocative atmosphere disappeared.

Feng Moyan pinched her face again habitually, and coaxed: "It's not that you're not attractive enough, it's just that you're not feeling well today. We'll have a long time to come, so don't be in a hurry..."

Yang Qianyu had already forgotten about this, but when he mentioned it, she still refused in such a serious manner, which made her blush again, patted him angrily, and said angrily: "Who's in a hurry! Are you thinking about this afternoon?" Letting you go, thinking of coaxing you..."

That's why I took the initiative for the first time.

Who knew it was so embarrassing and was rejected twice!

Before she finished speaking, she pushed the man away and fled shyly.

Feng Moyan was staggered by her push, his body lost his balance, and he hurriedly grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, but he still couldn't catch it, and fell back into the wheelchair, almost flipping over with him and the chair.

----

The next day.

Yang Qianyu rushed to the company early in the morning to hand over the final work, and Feng Moyan also left early to meet with the senior management at the company to discuss the final preparations before the resumption of trading.

On the way, Gong Beize called.

"Who is the person you asked me to check? It's quite mysterious."

Feng Moyan frowned, "What do you mean? Can't find it?"

"I know I'm a doctor, I know where I graduated from, and I can't find anything about my family and marital status."

so?Feng Moyan fell into deep thought.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Gong Beize asked again: "You haven't answered my question yet, who is this person? Why are you looking for him?"

Feng Moyan told him about Qianqian's sale of the courtyard house yesterday.

Gong Beize was taken aback: "No way! Qian Yu is too... For you, she really risked everything! But you said this kid is the son of Chairman Wan Zhuo? Then why does he practice medicine!"

"I'm also curious about this, so I suspect his identity. But you can't find anything, so I don't doubt it. The founder of Wanzhuo is also extremely low-key, and the outside world rarely finds out about his private life. His son may also follow the same pattern. Father's style."

"Well, it makes sense, I guess the family tradition is like this."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Moyan thought for a moment, and then found the screenshot from Wang Cheng yesterday on WeChat, which contained the contact information of Dr. Zhuo.

Without further hesitation, he dialed the number and put the phone to his ear.

It rang for a while, but there was no answer. When he was about to put down the phone, a polite greeting came from the other side: "Hello, hello."

Feng Moyan's face changed slightly, and he cheered up, "Hello, is this Dr. Zhuo?"

"I am, who are you?"

Feng Moyan said: "I am Yang Qianyu's lover. She sold the ancient town courtyard to you yesterday. I want to talk to you. I hope you can give up that courtyard. I am willing to compensate for the breach of contract involved."

Zhuo Yilin had just returned to the office after checking the room. The assistant came over with a folder. Seeing him on the phone, he whispered, "Brother Zhuo, this is an invitation for consultation from Xiji. it's here."

Zhuo Yilin nodded, motioning for him to put it down, and while listening to the phone, he flipped through the file folder.

When he heard the other party report to the house, the patient's information that caught his eyes also made him look slightly stunned, and then the corners of his mouth twitched.

——What a coincidence!

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